When you’re in love

When you’re in love

There is nothing like it

Your whole world changes

You see things in a whole new way

When you’re in love

You stop thinking only of yourself

You start thinking of the one you care about

They become the center of your world

Nothing else matters

Just to be with them

When you’re in love

Nothing is he same anymore

Nothing will ever be the same again 

Where I was

I look at where I am

I look at where I've been

I can see where I have grown

As a person

I am not what I once was

Nor do I ever plan to return

I like who I am now

Word of God Speak

Word of God speak

Fill my heart and soul

May your voice guide me

Along life's road

The Machine 2

Some have been jailed

Some have been hunted down and executed

All for standing up for what they believe

Standing up for their rights

Each one

Fighting against the oppression that surrounds them

Fighting to be free

Fighting to destroy

THE MACHINE

The machine

The machine is taking over

Individualty is being lost

Everyone acts the same

Everyone looks the same

Everyone moves the same

The machine is taking over

Like a well oiled peice

The true self is no more

Only the machine is left

The true self lost

Lost in the crowd

Lost in the void

Lost to the world

Stepping in time with everyone else

Marching to the same

Rhythm and beat

Even eyes blinking

At the same time

All one mind

All one soul

All one thought

No more fun

No more free spirits

The machine will not allow it

No more free thinkers

No more joy

The machine is stern in its ways

The Graduates

Here they stand with wandering eyes

 Trying to decide what to do with their lives

 Some will go to college
Some will stay home
Some will find a job
and 
Some will just roam 

Here they stand all in a line wandering how they can possibly Get through this night

The Forgotten Children

They stand on street corners

In allies

Or other places

You may not see them

However there they are

Children

Victims of abuse

Victims of neglect

The forgotten

The lost

The hurting

They did nothing wrong

They were just born

All they wanted was to be loved

Why all the scorn

Why all the hatred

Why have they been turned out so young

They are all alone

No one to calm their fears

No one to dry their tears

No one to love them

No one to help them grow

They stand on street corners

In allies

Or other places

You may not see them

However there they are

Children

Victims of abuse

Victims of neglect

The forgotten

The lost

The hurting